Someone was a dream

It was the second hour of the night. She was standing in the window of the room. The most isolated in the scene... the saddest... staring at the leaves of the tree. She seemed disgusted with the whole world. The moon would show a glimpse and hide itself when the wind would shake it.. But it had no interest in the moon..She stood like this at the window for the first time.. When she first failed in love.It was the beginning of new classes in Punjab University. Boys and girls were walking around in groups... then some groups of elders were standing and scolding the visitors. And he looked angry... He laughed. She was Fatima. She was always mischievous. She was an ordinary girl. But the eyes of this ordinary girl had such brightness that no one had ever seen such bright eyes. As if there were two candles burning in those dark eyes. Although they were not big, big, smoky eyes like those of a deer, they were still charming. She was dressed in blue jeans and a pink shirt. Long hair was making this ordinary looking girl beautiful. She was standing at the main gate waiting for her friend.. As soon as Zonia came, she rushed towards the class. All the boys and girls were sitting on their seats hugging each other. They were busy with the ship.There was complete silence as soon as the professor came. The professor was so young that every girl was ready to die.After that, everyone gave an interview in their turn, then it was Fatima's turn. But she missed her seat. Everyone turned to him. The professor pinched her and she regained consciousness. Everyone started laughing. Madam, if you have come out of your thoughts, would you mind telling me about yourself? Yes, that's all.Say yes! The professor raised his eyebrows! My name is Fatima. I am a resident of Rawalpindi city. I have recently passed FSC and topped all over Punjab. Soon the class started clapping. The class was over. Both of them reached the cafeteria.It was the first class but it was fun.. Zonia said.. and you were just looking at the professor. Do you know that everyone was whispering... let me do it, what do I care. Fatima shrugged her shoulders. So tell me, are you really starting to like the professor? Zonia asked the question....do you mean by this?Fatima looked angry..Well, don't get angry...Tell me, what should I order? Nothing, just coffee.